Peerless pastoral little green plum

Chapter 778
She read it gracefully, almost recitatively.

Right now, the moonlight is beautiful, but the girl stands alone, singing softly, which is very hurtful.

All the concubines were women, and they were soon infected. Thinking of the deep grievances in the palace, they couldn't help crying.

Even the imperial concubine quietly wiped her tears.

After Yao Huahua finished reading, the noble concubine quickly asked, "Mrs. Pei, did you write this poem yourself?"

Yao Huahua nodded and made a bow, and said again: "My wife is not talented, she doesn't read much, she only knows a few words, this poem was written by my wife after thinking about it for many years, and revised many times in the middle."

"Oh, so that's the case, I just said, how can such a smart woman as you be illiterate, I heard that your younger brother won the praise of the grand master not long after he entered the palace to study."

Yao Xianrou was about the same age as the imperial concubine's thirteen princes. The prince told the imperial concubine about this matter, saying that although Yao Xianrou had just arrived, he had a very high level of comprehension, and he knew everything the grand master taught him. "

Yao Huahua also saw Yao Xianrou from a distance just now, because he has no relatives in the palace, so he can only sit with the Grand Master, in a corner.

Yao Huahua quickly said: "Imperial concubine, my wife has a request. My wife hasn't seen my younger brother for a while, can you allow the imperial concubine to catch up with my younger brother?"

The imperial concubine nodded immediately: "Yes, you can go!"

She has a good impression of Yao Huahua, she is well educated and reasonable, she is not as bad as Yibi said, Yibi likes to tell tales the most.

Yao Huahua thanked the imperial concubine before walking towards Yao Xianrou.

Just now Yao Xianrou was sitting alone depressed, but now there is a child beside Yao Xianrou, who looks like seven or eight years old, chatting non-stop around Yao Xianrou.

"Fresh meat," Yao Huahua called out, and then sat down beside Yao Xianrou.

"Sister, are you here?" Yao Xianrou didn't look very energetic.

No wonder, there is no freedom in the palace, everyone pays attention to etiquette, so it is not as comfortable as outside. He has just entered the palace and is a child, so he will naturally feel bored.

"Fresh meat, how are you doing recently? Have you been wronged? Tell your sister about it?" Yao Huahua asked.

Yao Xianrou shook his head: "Sister, I'm alright, I'm not used to it now, maybe I'll get used to it after a while, the grand master in the palace has taken good care of me, and I've learned a lot of new knowledge."

Yao Xianrou was also afraid that Yao Huahua would be worried, so he showed a very strong look.

When Yao Huahua saw her, she couldn't help feeling distressed again.

At this time, the child who had been sitting next to Yao Xianrou started talking again, with a childish voice: "Brother Rou, is this your sister?"

Yao Xianrou nodded, and said again: "That's right, this is my sister, her name is Yao Huahua."

"Your names are really interesting, as interesting as that Zhu Bajie's name."

Yao Huahua: "..."

Yao Xianrou explained with a smile: "This is the Fourteenth Prince. He likes to hear me tell stories about Western games, so he always pesters me."

The story of Xiyou was originally told by Yao Huahua to Yao Xianrou. After Yao Xianrou entered the palace, one day he met the fourteenth prince who loved to play with his temper the most. No one else could handle him. Yao Xianrou told a story , The fourteenth prince was settled, and the fourteenth prince has been attached to Yao Xianrou since then, always pestering him to tell stories.

The fourteenth prince is the queen's legitimate son.

Yao Huahua was also lucky, fortunately, even if she stuttered, she had to tell Yao Xianrou this bedtime story.

(End of this chapter)